Xpression.v2

My Dream Girl (2/27/2007)

I just had a sweet dream and there you were in it
I can’t even describe it, forget it, or spin it
Everything was simple and good and complacent
Just a smile on your face, it was hard, but I’ll take it
Cause I never get to taste it anymore and I miss it
I would scream it to the world, but I’d hate them to listen
An admittance of weakness on behalf of my own self
I guess my pride’s in the way while I’m stashed on this lone shelf
Looking down at the world with contempt and some hatred
This is not who I am, but my decisions have made this
Young with no patience and no wisdom to gather
To take in the world and the things that still matter
But there you still stood, you approached me with beauty
Your eyes and your smile, you could always look through me
I don’t understand why I dreamt up this vision
Though I’m glad that I did, I’ll pretend you still listen
I talked for a bit about something or other
I don’t really remember, but I spoke with no stutter
No butterflies fluttered, no knees bowed to weakness
There was simply contentment and a bit of completeness
God, I want you to read this like you would in a movie
Where this imperfect speech would bring you right to me
I’m simply writing cliches, but what else can be said?
I just don’t understand why I can’t clear my head
You won’t go away, you just pop up at random
Perhaps I’m escapist and you are my tangent
I’d try hard to hate this, but I think that I need it
I guess you center my sights, though I don’t know the reason

Notes: Ok, I was a bit impatient with my original description. Yes, it is sappy and cliched, but not in an attempt to be lovey dovey. This is basically an exact retelling of a dream I had last night and the resulting thoughts that I dug through all morning.

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